Fever sore neck headache

Hey folks, I thought i share my story
So for a couple of years I’d have sporadic bouts of what I though was indigestion, pain around the center of my chest moving to the right and around to my back that would be painful for an hour or so then pass, no further thoughts given “ate too much junk”. So it was a Monday, this happens to me again but the “indigestion” seemed a lot stronger than usual , caused me to vomit and didn’t pass, the pain radiated in the normal place and wouldn’t go away it just stuck. I took some pain meds which seemed to dull it for a time but it would just come back when they wore off. So this went on for 4 days with me basically being bed bound with pain and discomfort, hardly eating or drinking until Friday when I woke up drenched in sweat with a significant fever. I went to the ER, they did many tests and established that I had a severe gallbladder infection and I was going to need immediate emergency surgery to avoid sepsis and further complications. So from the moment that the doctor reviewed the ultrasound scan to the time I was on my back in surgery was 30 minutes.
Surgery took 3 hours laparoscopicly, the surgeon warned I may have had to have the full open surgery but I guess I was lucky in that respect. She said it was the worst gallbladder she had ever seen and that I was lucky I came in when I did, another 24 hours could have been fatal. It took 3 rounds of IV antibiotics just to clear the infection.
I at home recovering now, I’m sore but I’m feeling good, I’m eating and getting better so alls well that ends well…
If you’re feeling pain it’s most likely time to have it sorted out, don’t wait as long as I did!

I was rear ended today thankfully everyone is ok but I was literally on my way to sell my car to a dealership for $18k. The man that rear ended was very apologetic and said he would pay the difference if the appraisal changed so we wouldn’t have to go through insurance. Btw this guy was decked in designer and drove a 70k vehicle and wanted to avoid an insurance claim. I took my car to get reappraised and to my suprise they offered the same amount! Perfect , great. I was going to use the difference ( 3k ) as a down payment for another vehicle but now I am stuck between telling this guy he’s Scott free or being deceitful and getting $ from him to use towards the down payment. Part of me feels like he should pay up but the other part is like you got what you originally wanted and were going to sell the car anyway so maybe let him walk ?? Idk 🤷‍♀️ thoughts??? Advice??? Btw no major injury just headache and neck pain from whiplash. I also don’t have time to pretend I’m hurt and go to therapy and shit. I really just want an additional $ to put towards my new vehicle

Just had it done this morning! wanted to share my experience as i read like every experience post here beforehand lol
I was scheduled for 10:30 got to hospital around 8 and was prepped and ready by 9. Prep consisted of urine test, routine questions, gown, iv, and heated blankets. Talked to the OR nurses, anesthesiologist, and surgeon (who is a family friend which was so nice). We were able to go in early so I was under around 10:15 and woke up in recovery around 12:30. (They also found endo which is vindicating as ive had pain for years!) Didn’t have any nausea or sore throat or uti pain when peeing. Overall just felt sleepy and tender. Had some ginger ale and graham crackers. Got up to walk and pee around 2 and was discharged afterwards. Felt extremely fatigued and sore when i got home. Most painful thing was getting in and out of bed but even then is was only like a 5/10. Had a small migraine later but i chalk that up to caffeine withdrawal and the anesthesia wearing off. Currently cycling 600mg ibuprofen and 1000mg Tylenol, also prescribed gabapentin. 10pm now and im feeling overall ok, surprisingly no shoulder pain i read a lot of people got. definitely recommend having cough drops to avoid straining coughing thats the most painful thing so far. And a cold cap if you are prone to headaches.
shoutout to my surgeon/gynecologist for being absolutely amazing! Heather Florescue at Highland Hospital in Rochester NY!

Hi everyone! Just wanted to share my story with anyone who cares to read. I’m 32 F and relatively healthy.
At the beginning of December 2023 I developed a sore throat, which is how all of my typical colds start, but it was just a little worse than usual. Also had a fever of around 100. I wasn’t concerned.
A few days later, the sore throat was subsiding and a lymph node on the left side of my neck became very swollen and tender. I called my PCP’s office, and they gave me a few suggestions saying it sounded like a virus. I called again a day or two later because my fever went up to 103. I was seen by a doctor who wasn’t my PCP, and he did COVID and flu tests. He thought my throat looked ok (no white spots, etc) so didn’t test for strep.
Started vomiting later that night and my fever spiked to 104 over the weekend. I called my local ER and told them my symptoms. Again I was told it sounded like a virus and it would have to run its course. (I was taking acetaminophen and ibuprofen around the clock for my fever too).
Monday morning I couldn’t take it anymore and drove myself to the hospital, luckily only a few minutes away. I’d never felt so sick and weak. I also had noticed a little swelling in my right hand, and some red spots appearing around it. I spent most of the day in the ER with various tests and scans being done. At one point the nurse was checking my blood pressure, and couldn’t believe what she was seeing (systolic pressure was in the 80s) so I was wheeled to another room. The next reading was better, but the third reading was very low. I wasn’t getting much info from anyone about what was going on, until the nurse told me they were following their sepsis protocol (giving me lots of fluids). The doctor thought I had an abscess or necrotic tissue in my neck, but there was no ENT doctor locally, so I was taken by ambulance to a hospital 2 hours away.
Spent the rest of the afternoon/evening in that ER where they did more tests and put a central line in my neck. By this time my right hand and part of that arm were quite red, swollen and VERY painful. They wrapped it to try to keep the swelling down.
I was admitted to the ICU and was there for 1-2 days, but spent a total of 10 days in the hospital. I had surgery on my hand/arm so they could be sure I didn’t have necrotizing fasciitis. Luckily I didn’t. What they found in fluid/tissue samples from my hand and in my blood was group A strep. I also developed a blood clot in one of my carotid arteries at some point. I did have the start of an abscess in my neck, but it didn’t need to be drained. I had trouble breathing due to fluid in my lungs so I was on oxygen most of the time. I was so weak and only had the use of one hand, I couldn’t roll over in bed (or do hardly anything by myself). Not an experience I’d wish on anyone. 5 months after having surgery (and OT) my hand is still pretty stiff and painful at times. My PCP called it traumatic arthritis.
Just mind blowing to me that this all happened so quickly, and had I not managed to get myself to the hospital that morning I probably wouldn’t be here right now. I’m glad to have found this community to hear other’s stories and know I’m not alone in this experience!

I started seeing a new massage therapist and have had 3 visits with her. She has been a therapist for 25 years for background info.
The first appointment she was 15 minutes late - I was waiting in the clinic and she came into the clinic complaining about some problem at her house. It took her another few minutes to set up her room until I was able to have my massage. She continually burped loudly throughout the massage, but I felt she gave me a good massage so I booked another appointment.
The next appointment she was five minutes late and but the massage went well. She did continue to burp throughout the appointment and at the end of the appointment, while I had the sheet around me as I was waiting for her to leave so I could get dressed, she opened the treatment room door and stood there for a few minutes, talking to me while people were passing through the hallway and clearly see me wrapped in a sheet.
I decided to book one more to see if I was being paranoid or picky. This appointment she was 10 minutes late and then, when she came into the waiting room, she stood there, cleaning her phone and rummaging around the front desk and talking to the receptionist. When we got into the room , she started talking about her personal life telling me about various accidents she had throughout her life in great detail. She then proceeded to ask me if I was certain I had multiple sclerosis. For context, I do have multiple sclerosis and wrote it on my intake forms, as well as we discussed it during my first appointment. I said yes, I do. Se proceeded to tell me that maybe I don’t since I was diagnosed later in life (??) and she said it seems unusual. I was diagnosed when I was 39 via multiple MRI’s, a team of neurologists and have had increases in my lesions throughout the years. I wasn’t sure what to say as I was feeling insulted. The rest of the appointment she talked nonstop about her life. I had told her that I preferred to be quiet during my massage so I could relax but it fell on deaf ears. She also continued to burp loudly throughout the massage.
I could barely wait to get out of there and the last massage was not good. My neck is sore because she decided to do cranial sacral work on me and had my head tilted in an odd position.
I don’t think I will be going back to her, but I wanted peoples opinion. Is this just something to expect and I am just being too finicky?

In a flash of inspiration I suggested a small AU idea on discord... And people encouraged me to cook and cook hard. So I did and here's the result. I will likely have this as a 'backburner' fic to Broken Birds, writing one when I have no energy for other, so this will be lower in priority, but I hope it's enjoyable for you anyway.
Thanks to SpacePaladin15 for great universe, characters and letting fanfiction flow, as well as JulianSkies for inspiring the name of the fic and several other discord members (you KNOW who you are) for encouraging my horribleness. Without further ado... Let's open the doors of this AU.
CW: Arxur Dietary Habits, Child Suffering, Dismemberment
Memory Transcription Subject: Stynek, Venlil Cattle
Date [standardized human time]: July 12, 2136
Fur surrounding my eyes hurt from layers upon layers of dried tears. I’ve cried so much over past months, with nobody to tell me it’s going to be okay. I missed mommy. I missed my teacher. I missed my friends. I was surrounded by strangers, some of different species, but mostly venlil. None of them cared when I cried. Most cried by themselves, and to themselves instead. Nobody wanted to really talk to me, except this one other venlil child I met. I don’t even remember the name he told me. But he did know something. That me and him wouldn’t be eaten for a while because we’re too young. Unless someone important wanted to eat us. That’s why adults are bitter at the children. We weren’t in the ‘breeding pen’, whatever that meant, but in the food pen. And until I was old enough to be ‘sufficiently edible’, I’d stay here. Adults knew that. They knew that when arxur came around and chose meals out of the crowd, they’d ignore the scrawny child, so they were bitter at my luck.
I wanted to cry again, but at this point, no tears were coming out. I wished I could talk to the boy, but we got separated when they moved me and a bunch of adults onto the ship. I overheard some adults mumbling about us being rations. That made me cry more when I realized what it meant. Did it mean I was lied to? That I really was old enough to be eaten after all? I regretted wanting to grow up sooner. I was always upset when mom told me I couldn’t do something. I had to listen both because she was my mom and because she was our Governor. Now I missed hearing her voice, even if it was just telling me that I must go to bed on time and stop snacking too much before second meal.
It’s been days since I was brought to the ship. Unlike the pens I’ve been in before, this one was slowly emptying. Before, new people always were thrown in to replace ones taken to be eaten. Every day a few people would be grabbed by the arxur and dragged out. Some screaming and pleading for mercy. Those just get ignored, as everyone, myself included, huddles together in far corner. Others would accept their fate and let themselves be taken. Those are even sadder. More people start crying after seeing someone who looks dead even while still breathing taken to be finished off.
I rubbed my temple where there was still a small wound. Every cattle taken to this ship had their implants removed. I couldn’t understand anything non-venlil were saying. Or arxur for that matter. Not that much was being said...
Suddenly every head was up and all ears were flicking. I slightly turned my head to see towards the entrance. An arxur, standing in doorway, slowly scanning the crowd with predatory glint. My sense of time was barely intact, but schedule was rigid, it was too early for feeding time today. So why are they here and why are they selecting a prey already?
Suddenly I realized that it was looking directly at me, its binocular gaze locking onto my eye. I couldn’t help my reaction, yelping and flinching away, trying to scuttle towards the corner. But it seems the arxur made its choice. As it stepped and started walking towards me, the crowd parted. It was almost like that experiment with anti-magnets my teacher showed once in class, except I was the one repelling everyone around me. I tried reaching out and crawling towards them, but they just furthered the distance. Nobody was willing to contest arxur’s chosen meal.
“Please... I don’t want to...”, I cried, but it fell on deaf ears. Then I felt it. A scaly hand of a monster wrapped around my ankle. I tried thrashing, but before I could, I was lifted upside down, hitting my head on cold hard floor in process. Ow... It hurt. My vision blurred, from both the hit dizzying me and the tears that were now filling my eyes. I was being taken out... To be devoured by predators... Daddy... Mommy... “Mommy... Mommy!”
I didn’t hear anything but my own cries and clacks of arxur claws against metal floor as I was taken out of the pen. Outside of pen always seemed like nicer place to be. It was better lit and cleaner from what little I could glimpse whenever door opened. Now I’d give anything just to go back to the dirty pen, huddled together with people who don’t care about me... I didn’t want to die! I wanted to go home! To my mom and dad... Why... Wasn’t I too young? Why did that boy lie to me?! I hated him!
I couldn’t even tell where I was being taken. I knew nothing about layout of the ship. It was cleaner, it was brighter. But also there were more arxur than singular one that kept coming into the pen to take people. Being carried upside down by the leg hurt and made it disorienting but even with that I couldn’t miss how every time I entered an arxur’s field of vision, their head sharply turning to stare directly at me right until we turned another corner. I realized that I was crying out loud by now, but of course predators knew no emotion, they ignored my anguish.
Then finally, it seems, we reached a destination. I was brought to a room with a big table. Table? It was ridiculous to think predators even use tables... But there were three sitting at it. One was an arxur, particularly large and imposing. But two others were... creatures I’ve never seen before. One glimpse was enough to tell me they were predators. And they were covered in clothing, more than I’ve seen anyone ever wear. Worst thing is though, they were clearly talking to the big arxur, with external translator on the table constantly translating arxur’s hisses into the other predator’s growling noises.
This is it. Arxur found another sapient predator. The worst monsters in the galaxy now found allies. Least I could comfort myself with was that mommy would be safe... But now I felt like it’s not just me that’s about to end, but whole universe.
The arxur that was carrying me smacked me down onto the table, a fair distance away from others. I kept crying and sobbing. I think some pleads for help and for my mom came out, but I couldn’t even make out my own words. I was so scared. I was ready for fangs to pierce into my neck. And yet I wasn’t, I wasn’t ready, please, anything by that. Both the big arxur and the new predators were staring me down in hunger as I felt the worst pain of my life. My leg, held firmly to the table, burned in agony... and then pain was all I knew there. I couldn’t feel anything below my knee other than pain. Pain... Pain! I cried out at the top of my lungs, but pain wasn’t getting better. My cry did not stop until my throat burnt, but that pain was like an itch compared to what my leg felt like.
With sight blurred, I saw it. The arxur that held me down dropped my own ankle down near the big one that seemed to be in charge, staining table with orange blood. Big arxur tore a chunk off, extending it towards other predators, but they seemed to just talk. Then big arxur stopped for a few moments, tossed the chunk into its horrid mouth, and motioned to one still holding me down.
Then, for a second time in last few minutes I experienced the most agonizing pain in my life, surpassing even the pain before at least tenfold. It burned! It hurt! My throat, already sore and barely able to make sounds got revived for just long enough to let out another cry before giving out again. I wanted to pass out as I was butchered alive, but it was just so painful that I couldn’t... I was forced to be aware of how the rest of the leg, from knee to hip, was brought towards the mystery predators, sliced in half and then... That explained why it hurt so much more. Why it still hurts even more. The blade that second chop was done with was red hot, and now used to burn away at the chunks presented to the predators. They recoiled from heat, as pieces of me were presented, but after a few moments of consideration, reached out and tore a few small pieces of orange legs off my dismembered calf, starting to chew. The one with long fur on their head, seemed to almost choke on the heat, while the one with dark coloration just stared at me intently, making eye contact that I could perceive even through pain and tears directly with me, hungrily chewing, no doubt wanting more than scrap it was given...
I couldn’t watch anymore I closed my eyes, beginning to whine and sniffle. I tried calling out for mom, but my mouth was suddenly clamped shut with a band, so I couldn’t even make any more noises. Pain made it hard to move at all, and with my leg chop being replaced with a burn, I wasn’t bleeding... so I couldn’t even get the release of death. Worse yet, predators were far from eager to finish me off. I was always told their bloodthirst was the only thing that defined them, but they just left me to suffer on the table as they kept talking in their horrible noises. Their sadism was much stronger than bloodlust, that’s the only explanation...
As I lay there, I eventually let my eyelids slide open. The new predators and arxur were engaged in some conversation, piece of leg in front of arxur in charge gone completely, and pieces in front of mystery predators visibly smaller. Arxur regularly typed some things, demonstrating some things on the screen. A bunch of warrior arxur banded together, a big star chart divided in weird ways, some weird colorless picture of countless dead prey animals, unfamiliar and likely non-sapient... And then a video. A venlil exterminator, fighting off a group of arxur. She managed to get two monsters burnt before getting overwhelmed, their mask torn off before their head is bitten off by one of the greys. The moment it happens, new predators both turn their eyes towards me instantly, opened wide with hunger. I flinched away again, tears managing to flow again. The arxur were horrible... They were about to sic those new predators on Venlil Prime, I knew it in my heart. They gave them taste of our flesh, and showed them how we might be dangerous... despite the fact that we were weakest and helpless. The new predators will make us into their cattle with ease and be empowered, before proceeding to move onto the rest of Federation...
There was movement. The predators and big arxur all stood up, then locked their hands in some contest of strength momentarily. The predator with long head fur pointed towards me, and then they all stared at me for a moment. Then the conversation moved on. The arxur holding me down grabbed me again, by my remaining leg and carried me off. I felt some blood drip down my fur with me being turned like that...
There was more walking, but it was even harder to pay attention in the haze that was covering my mind. I understood what the people that were taken without struggle felt now. I didn’t want to fight anymore. I just wanted it to be over... It hurts... It hurts so much...
I felt my arms moved, hands tied behind my back, and then I was handed over to the dark-colored mystery predator. It wasn’t as large as an arxur, but it could still lift me with ease, tossing me over the shoulder like I’m a sack of ipsom flour. A momentary look around showed that I was inside a smaller shuttle now, built very different from what the insides of larger ship was. I was... being taken elsewhere again. Why...?
Some more talking in the scary predator languages, and the door separating mystery predators and the arxur closed. Once that happened, there was instant rush. I found myself tossed into some white and cold room, still bound. I could hear the predators argue, that much loud yelling at one another could only be an argument. I felt the hum of ship starting up and vibration of launch. Then after a bit, I saw the long furred predator rush past me and towards something in the back of room, at which points it made noises so horrid, that I found myself crying again. I don’t know what it was doing back there, and I didn’t want to know. The dark colored one just kept looking over the burnt stump where my leg once was. And all throughout they kept growling and shouting at one another... I was going to be torn in half between the two, wasn’t I?
Instead I felt the binds on my arms and around my face cut. First thing, I opened my mouth and took a deep breath... Only to choke on air, as it was even cooler than I expected... White room, cool air, hungry predators looking over my bloodied bits and making horrid noises... I was about to be refrigerated to be kept for future. I was rations that arxur graciously gifted to these monsters. Why...? Why me?!
I tried crying, but my throat refused to make noise after earlier screaming tore it apart. Only low coughs escaped as tears completely filled my vision. There was more. More pain, a burst of it where my leg was supposed to be, then a small prick at my other leg... More memories, of my happy family and friends at school, replaced with grimy cattle pens and constant fear... More regrets at things I wanted to do and try, but never got to... But none of it mattered. I was already dead. Even if I was still breathing and moving, I was dead the moment a grey grabbed me and dragged me onto that cursed cattle ship of theirs... It just took me until now to truly comprehend it.
The last thing I thought of as pain dulled out, finally giving way to bliss of unconsciousness, was my mom’s soft wool and warm embrace, and how I never got to feel it properly for last time before dying... Mommy... I’m sorry...

My name is James I am 19. I weigh approx 143 pounds, amI currently take Prozac 60mg, olanzapine 5mg and gabapentin 300mg. I apologize if I come across as anxious through this post as I suffer from health anxiety and this all has been stressing me out a lot. 5 years ago or so I noticed a little node on the back of my neck, I was very worried about lymphoma or something being wrong, but I ended up forgetting about it, it’s still there after about 4-5 years, it’s not any bigger. However somewhere through that time I noticed to more kind of around my shoulder and neck. I was freaking out and thought it was lymphoma and I went to the doctor. The doctor said they weren’t concerned, I remember going to one walk in clinic that told me if I had night sweats and fatigue to come back, at the time I wasn’t experiencing that, but now I experience night sweats almost every night. The palpable nodes appearing over the years alongside the night sweats had me extremely worried about lymphoma. I ended up going into the ER concerned about lymphoma and explained and the doc checked me out. He said it’s not lymphoma and he felt all the nodes, but I see all these stories of doctors missing or skimming over diagnosis. It just has me worried, I have one under my jaw either it’s a large node or it’s my saliva gland but it feels completely different shape and lumpy on the right side, sometimes it gets sore then it goes away. The ER docs checked me out when I went in with lymphoma worried, the doctor ordered blood work and a chest x ray, both came back normal and I was sent home. Would the blood work being normal rule out lymphoma? The doctors seem to say it’s fine but I just find it odd how they appeared over the years and alongside the night sweats, which I mentioned to the doc as well but they didn’t seem to think it was lymphoma. I really need advice, should I just stop worrying? If it was lymphoma causing the nodes then they would have caused worse symptoms in 4 years right? Am I ok?

I wasn’t able to take my prescription for three weeks and resumed yesterday at half my normal dose (was 1.0mg, did .5). I took it first thing at 7AM and noticed a very mild sore throat at approx 4PM, by early the next morning I had a moderate fever and throat got a bit worse. These symptoms continued throughout the next day and have become very mild as of this afternoon (day three). These are some of the side effects I’ve heard people have expect for the sore throat. So I’m wondering if it was actually the flu, or side effects? I haven’t experienced any side effects since I started last fall.

Hello! Can someone please help me interpret these PET scan results? I have been having fevers without any clear cause for 3 months now, and although the doctors have very low suspicions for lymphoma, this makes me nervous that I had lymph nodes that were FDG avid. Thank you!
18F with swollen axillary and cervical lymph nodes for the past three months and fever of unknown origin. Have had all the infectious and rheumatological work up imaginable. History of anxiety and depression. Genetic testing was unremarkable except for one of the genes that is correlated with Yao syndrome.

FINDINGS: Overall PET and CT image quality and inter-modality registration are satisfactory. Mediastinal blood pool SUVavg is 3.6. Hepatic parenchyma SUVavg is 2.3. Head and Neck: Reactive, bilateral level 2 FDG avid cervical lymph nodes. Thorax: Physiologic FDG uptake within the thorax. Abdomen and Pelvis: Decreased density affecting the liver parenchyma suggestive of diffuse fatty infiltration with heterogeneous FDG avid appearance. Osseous Structures: Physiologic FDG uptake within the osseous structures. Lower Extremities: Physiologic FDG uptake. 

Some downsides are occasional headaches which I never got when drinking, sometimes fatigue and waking up really sore all over. Upsides are that my wife is still here (I’m sure she would have finally left me), I’m still alive, I’ve saved a lot of money, my stomach feels better, heart not racing and skipping beats anymore. Coffee really tastes good in the morning. Sleeping really soundly at night with good and interesting dreams. Wishing everyone the best!

I have been having health anxiety lately so I am hoping it’s just being hyper sensitive but lately I have been having this pain in my neck. My carotid artery on the right side is pounding hardepulsating than the right and is painful ache all the way down to right above my collarbone. Feels weird when I swallow as well. Any idea what causes this and if it’s a concern?
I’m currently 36 female, 126 lbs and 16 weeks pregnant. Blood pressure is normal. I am on lovenox, baby aspirin for pai-1 4g/4g and zoloft for anxiety. No smoking and otherwise healthy.
I will say I do have a pinched nerve in my lower neck on the right side which causes pain in my base of my skull and headache so wondering if that cause be radiating to the front of my neck/collar bone.

My partner (m41) and I (f29) have been together for 4 years. It wasn't an easy relationship to begin with. My family fell out with me for getting with him. They knew him very well but they just thought it was moving too fast. I moved in with him pretty quickly as my dad was physically quote aggressive with me and controlling. I planned on staying with my partner for a while until sorting out my own place but we just fell in love more every day. We had a "we wi prove them all wrong" attitude. I really truly and deeply love and care for him. He was patient, calm, funny, gentlemanly. He spent 2 years doing everything he could to make me happy. He would cook, washa and dry my hair, massages, running baths, picking me flowers etc.
Fast forward to last April. We fell pregnant and were ecstatic but unfortunately, it ended in an early miscarriage at 7 weeks. He has a pain condition which means every so often it flare up and his mood dips. He finds it difficult to cope with stress etc. The miscarriage put alot of strain on our relationship as he switched off and offered no emotional support whatsoever.
We had a few arguments and I decided I needed to leave for a break. I went home and my mum and dad were more than supportive. I spent 2 weeks at home until I met my partner and we reconciled. My dad was so cross and again got aggressive and told me to never step foot in his house again.
In August a few months later, we fell pregnant again. Although this time was different, he didn't seem overly happy. Maybe sometimes but basically he mostly stopped being affectionate with me or doing thoughtful things that he always had done. He began to sleep separately from me. The odd time he would maybe run me a bath or cook etc. If I was sick or sore, he would say "tru being sore for 10 years" I never got any sympathy. He nearly got frustrated if I went for naps or had a lie in
Christmas, he made dinner for us on Christmas day etc he didn't get me anything. I got him a few things. On boxing day, we had an arguement, I can't even remember about what. He left and stayed at his mums for 3 weeks. I spent 3 weeks on my own, sick and crying in bed basically the whole time. I didn't tell anyone. New years eve countdown, I cried in bed rubbing my growing bump. He eventually came back, we had 3 great weeks together before his mood shifted again. He made a comment about how he had wanted a son instead of a daughter.
He then began home decorating and nesting. He spent 2 solid months working most evenings to do up her nursery, and basically improve every room with new paint etc.
I then was admitted early with pre eclampsia just over 3 weeks ago. I spent 4 days in hospital before they inserted a pessary. I then was moved to delivery suite 36 hours after the pessary. I was labouring and contracting for 6 hours until I got to 9cm and they realised something was wrong. Baby was completely stuck, cord around neck etc and I was rushed for a category 1 c section.
When my partner was allowed into theatre, I was already opened and blood everywhere. I had the shakes etc and he seen everything. I really thought I was going to die. It was so traumatic. I was wheeled into recovery and he asked when he could go home. I was disgusted. As soo. As I was wheeled on to the ward just 3 hours post op, he left. He came back thay evening for 2 hours. That night, my baby girl was cluster feeding, it was very difficult. I text him at 5am to tell him all about it. At 8am I got a message calling me a "whine" and not to be texting in the middle of the night again. I stupidly apologised.
Eventually I was discharged and the first week, he was as he described "father of the year" and I even said to him, that this was the making od him. He was so soft, gentle, caring and involved with our daughter. I thought finally, my life is working out.
He then spent a few days not interacting with us AT ALL. I mean not one glance. There was one day I was standing at the sink sorting baby bottles and she cried. I asked him to loft her and he said no I'm busy, grabbed a bag of crisps, went upstairs and slammed the bedroom door. He also continued to smoke in that room where she sleeps at night. I asked him to stop and he gave off that he has nowhere for himself anymore.
He came out of this mood a couple of times. He took us for a walk and picked us flowers and lunch. The very next day, he went back into his low depressive mood. On the last particular day 2.5 weeks after birth, he was wanting to take us to the beach. This was the first day where I got myself ready and pretty, I was excited. He made me lunch and then refused to eat with me because the previous days, we argued over lunch (he would start arguements about nothing and it would lead to raised voices etc)
So anyway he ate in another room, our daughter was with me and she started crying so he slammed the door of the room he was in. I then went to the sink washed bottles for baby. He came in and said was I going to keep hogging the sink or was I going to get out of the way. I told him to not be so ignorant with me.
It led to a full blown row where he got quite aggressive. He came into my face and I pushed him away and he then said I assaulted him I told him to wise up and stop this shouting in front of our baby. He slammed the living room door. I went in and I said this had to stop. He told me to get the hell out of his house and that it was about time I leave and give him peace. He went upstairs and at the top of the stairs he called me a fat shapeless b###ard, fat ugly nose and feet etc. Now before birth I weighed over 13 stone. At this arguement, I was weighing 10stone 10 so definitely not fat.
I packed 2 bags, and left with our baby. Since then I have reached out to him and he has ignored me. He believes me to be staying in a bmb with a newborn and he thinks this is acceptable. He has not asked about her or me. He changed the locks also so I can't get into the home. My heart is broken. What happened to the man I love? He doesn't speak to anyone anymore, he has no friends, he stopped working. I can see his Google activity and he has been researching moving to India and leading a spiritual life. I feel like his brain is messed up.
A week later, I am now 9.5 stone, stopped breast feeding as I'm not producing enough, doing everything on my own with our perfect daughter. Basically, what would you do? What has happened him? Is this normal behaviour during pregnancy and post-partum?
He knows all I have ever dreamed of is having a baby and a family. Why did he do this? I feel so sorry for me. That was where I made home, I have so many belongings and stuff in there that ingot for my daughter. I helped with the decor and actually blame that for my pre eclampsia. The day before admission I was on my hands and knees painting skirting because I felt bad about him painting upstairs. I redone all the grouting in the bathroom etc too. For him to turn around and say "what kind of idiot stays in a house where they aren't wanted". One day picking flowers and declaring your love, the next telling me to leave.
How do I get through this
Tldr my fiance m41, put me f29 out of the home with our 2.5 week old daughter. I need advice on what has happened to him and what to do next.

I thought I had a basic cold.. it started with a sore throat so ive been sucking on halls and taking some tylenol.. but my ears are itchy, the post nasal drip is unreal, i keep choking at night, dry cough, mild headache.
I just spoke with a pharmacist and they told me Reactin and Benadryl is safe to use during pregnancy. Everyone else (family/friends) are telling me otherwise. I took 1 pill and i am panicking about it now, im going to call my OB in the morning.
I just wanted to know if anyone else has been told they can take anything?

About six months ago my mom's cat Bucky started licking off a patch of fur on his back. It started as a small patch and just kept growing. She's taken him to the vet multiple times and he's been on steroids for months but he just keeps getting worse. When she first took him to the vet in December the vet thought maybe it was an allergic reaction to flea bites. A visual inspection found some small scabs in his side outside the area of hair loss but no fleas or other parasites were found. Still he was given flea and tick preventative medicine, a convenia injection, and a Depo-Medrol injection. After a few weeks he still wasn't getting better so she took him back to the vet and the vet did a fungal test that was negative and some blood work that came back fine. The vet prescribed prednisolone after that. It started off as 1 ml per day for a week and then transitioned to 0.5 ml every other day. He's been on the steroids for months and just keeps getting worse. What started off as a small patch on his back now covers almost his entire back. There are patches of fur missing on his legs and somehow his neck under his head. There seems to be some fur loss on his nose, ears, and next to his eye. There are sometimes sores in areas of new hair loss but it's unclear if they were there before he pulled his fur out or are a result of it. He's clearly uncomfortable all the time and just keeps licking, scratching, biting, and grooming. Other than these issues he seems energetic and healthy. The vet's only remaining idea seems to be to do a skin biopsy to send to a dermatology specialist to check for skin diseases, but he didn't sound optimistic it would be helpful which isn't encouraging. Any other avenues we could explore?
Species: Felis catus Age: 11 years Sex/neuter status: male/neutered Breed: Short haired domestic Body weight: 8 lbs History: He is an outdoor cat that occasionally gets in fights with other animals and has sometimes needed antibiotics for infections but he has otherwise been healthy. Clinical signs: Excessive grooming leading to hair loss and sores. Duration: 6 months General location: Southeastern Wisconsin

In May of 2022, I woke up one day with a migraine that started and lasted for several days I went to an internist to see him, but he couldn't figure anything out. Then around July 29, 2022, I started having problems with sweating, temperature control, and sleep. Is it possible that the headache could have been caused by hitting my head while sleeping? Or is it a firing issue? I have bad neck for years And this problem with my thermoregulation and lack of sweat,sleep issue that continues to this day, could it be related to that? Thyroid, blood work and mri all showed no problems But I've heard that concussions are not showing in mri. English isn't my first language sorry for bad sentence

I'm 48 years old and started having back pain that I hadn't had before. I wore a brace for awhile as a child, but hadn't even thought about having scoliosis for years. The doctor ordered x rays and I posted the results below. I'm having headaches and back pain that makes it hard to focus and causes fatigue. I've started taking muscle relaxers and NSAIDS and the make me tired, too. I survive the workday just to crawl into bed at 7 or 8pm.
I just wanted to see thers' thoughts on my possible prognosis and if anyone's been through similar.
Thanks.
FINDINGS/IMPRESSION: There is no coronal imbalance, pelvic tilt, or sagittal imbalance. There is S-shaped scoliosis of the spine. There is levoscoliosis of the lumbar spine the Cobbs angle of 20 degrees centered at L1. There is dextroscoliosis of the thoracic spine centered at T9 with a Cobbs angle of 46 degrees. There is multilevel degenerative disc disease.
Visualized bowel gas pattern is nonobstructive. Visualized lungs are clear. No pleural effusion or pneumothorax.
Workstation ID:C32059 Narrative EXAMINATION: XR SCOLIOSIS ENTIRE SPINE AP / LATERAL
HISTORY: Dextroscoliosis of thoracic spine, Strain of thoracic spine, initial encounter, Chronic neck pain, Chronic neck pain
COMPARISON: None

When I was 14 I got braces. It was purely for cosmetic reasons more than anything. I had no overcrowding, no overlapping, no "extra" teeth. I had zero jaw pain, bite was fine, no problems opening/closing my mouth, no headaches or neck pain. My front 2 teeth weren't exactly level with each other but other than that everything was fine. I think my parents thought I should get them since every kid my age had them and it was just the thing to do. In hindsight this should have been a simple correction.
Part of my treatment plan included removing 4 perfectly healthy teeth. It didn't make any sense at the time, but we trusted the orthodontist. Over the course of my treatment, the gaps were cinched closed. I needed such minimal correcting that I only wore braces for a total of 11 months.
After I got my braces off I started noticing small "issues". I remember my mom said to me, "The way you talk sounds different, like you've got a wad of bubble gum in your mouth." We laughed it off and chocked it up to me just getting used to not having braces on. Then other things started happening: I started to get VERY loud ringing in my ears, my jaw would get stuck while laying in my bed talking on the phone, I started to have sinus problems, BAD migraines, I couldn't sleep, my neck was stiff and painful, and I was incredibly tired all. the. time. Sports became more and more difficult to keep up with. But after many doctors visits - my parents and I were told "It's just growing pains."
Cut to me right out of college at my first big job and living in the big city. I'm at the dentist getting my annual checkup. He's telling me about this new technology called Invisalign. I start to tell him about my awful experience in the years following my first orthodontia treatment. How my dental arch feels smallemore narrow, how there's not enough space for my tongue to sit comfortably and how I'm always having to pull it back, how I can't pronounce or annunciate clearly, how I don't sound the same when I sing, how I've begun to choke in my sleep at night despite being fit, how I get migraines all the time, the loud tinnitus in my ears, on and on. He proceeds to recommend Invisalign to see if it will help correct my issues. I (stupidly) agree.
Long story short -- it made my issues WORSE. I should have known it was going to be bad when he started shaving in between my teeth, squeezing everything down even smaller. When I told him my bite felt worse -- he told me maybe I should see a psychologist.
Many years later and suffering from worsening issues, I decided to give it one more shot. I researched orthodontists for a whole year. I met with a few and ended up going with one who seemed to truly understand my issues -- that there just wasn't enough room in my mouth, causing me what I now knew to be TMJ Syndrome. She wanted to see if we could achieve relief via traditional braces. Again, I agreed.
Things seemed to be going very well and I had relief for the first time in years. My jaw wasn't getting stuck all the time and my face actually got slimmer because I wasn't clenching my jaw muscles. One day I was at the dentist for my annual cleaning. In order to do the cleaning they said they had to remove my wires. So they did. They gave them to me in a ziplock bag to take back to my ortho to have them re-installed. What a mistake.
So I went back to my ortho the next day. I could tell she was annoyed and expressed that she was not happy they took my wires out. Then, I'm not sure why, but she could not figure out which way the wires were supposed to go back on. She must have flipped them upside them and downside up 6-7 times lining them up on my brackets. She said the dilemma was whether or not the tension was correct or if the wires got bent when the dental assistant pulled them off. She eventually put them back on and I could tell right away they were NOT on correctly. The next day my teeth were torqued at a downward angle. Over the next few weeks everything started to regress. I let her know I wasn't happy. She wasn't either as we were about 5 mos from finishing. I was horribly upset and told her my bite didn't feel the same as before I went to the dentist. I think she was so frustrated with me and my dentist's office that she just wanted me to finish treatment and be done with me.
All this time and money spent, all the different doctors and specialists I've been sent to. Neurologists, psychologists, more orthodontists, functional orthodontists, functional dentists, night guards, botox, cyclobenzaprine, sleep specialists, ENTS, etc... no one can seem to help. The ones who claim they can want $40K each for upper and lower. I've already spent close to $35K trying to figure out how to fix this. I don't have another $40K. I'm so sick of it and I don't know what to do anymore.

I am a reservist and was on active duty orders for 6 months from Feb-Aug 2018. During this time I worked an irregular work schedule (8 hour shifts, morning, afternoon and graveyard shifts, swapping shifts every 2 weeks with no recovery days). Because of this rotating shift work/irregular work schedule, I developed several sleep issues (waking up multiple times, cant get to sleep, dry mouth, sore throat, headaches from sleeping). I did NOT go to the doctors office when i was on orders so its all in my civ medical records. I was diagnosed by a civilian doctor with Moderate OSA and prescribed a CPAP. Im concerned the VA will not consider it service connected since it was diagnosed long after and i am reserve. I have 3 letters from people who were on shift work, 1 of which also has OSA. I'm also going to include studies regarding irregular work schedules and OSA.
What are my chances here?

Hi everyone, I had two in one tonsillectomy + removal of my retained wisdom tooth root 2 weeks ago. My recovery journey so far has been quite smooth and not as bad as I thought. My doc prescribed me with strong antibiotic for a week and some strong pain killers. It helped a lot, until I completed the course and stop the pain killer last weekend. Then I developed persistent low grade fever around 37.5-38 deg since Monday. Temperature slightly raised when I’m active and going back to 37.5 when I rest. Didn’t take any painkillers til now because other than the low grade fever, bareable sore throat from tonsillectomy, i feel fine with normal energy level. Anybody with similar experience?

A few months back I had severe pain at work. I think this was a stone and it passed in a few hours. I started running fever and thought I was going to vomit. I peed and my member felt like it was on fire but after that it got better. Over the next couple months I was sore and in the past month or so I’ve had pain on and off but it’s been very mild pain. I scheduled a Drs appointment with my gp and urology. My gp ordered an ultrasound and my urologist ordered a ct. the ultrasound came back with moderate hydronephrosis and kidney stones (size and qty weren’t listed - both stones and hydronephrosis were in my left kidney). Has anyone experienced this length of time with stones with only moderate pain and hydronephrosis? I have my CT getting scheduled now so I’m waiting on that. It just seems like odd symptoms to me.
Thanks

Hello there, I'm a 33year old male, 6"1' 200lbs. I was in a car crash in December of last year and I ended up having two herniated disks c4-c5.
Just this past week I was doing my first physical therapy treatment. [Tens unit, heat, ultrasound, stretching] while limit testing my movement I heard something pop in my neck. I was pretty sore after the appointment and when I got home I noticed a constant ringing in my ears. It has not stopped for over 8 days. It is louder than any tinnitus I've ever had before its completely awful. So loud it's painful to listen to music too loud.
I asked the doctor who referred me to the physical therapy and he said it's completely impossible anything in my neck is causing tinnitus it must be something else.
I just don't understand. Is this truly the case. I did some simple research and it said it's common in neck injuries. Any help would be appreciated. I'm going crazy with this constant ringing.